I felt my life in velvet closing down
But fondly fell the shutters on my heart,
As darkness groaned the parting lovelight gone
It murmured in the moonless night unstarred.
And sat unsung in silence sovereign waiting,
To brood upon emotion gone amiss;
Closed, the cavern’s grown in the abating-
Its’ chambers echo to its own sad kiss.
Yet should your lips a whisper kind impart
Come carried on the wind of your breaths sighs
I’d lightened be by one stroke of your art
And opened in the greening of your eyes
For darkness falls on those who rest upon it
And falls to light when light doth cast her bonnet